Throughout the ages, the rainbow has offered humankind the meteorological and metaphorical message that the storm is over. On a personal note, I’ve experienced this natural wonder, in both senses. Hopefully, you’ve felt that awe, too.
Even now, nearly one third of a century later, I can still vividly relive my walk through the cold, drizzling rain on a late October afternoon back in 1988. You see, by default, my family and I were facing down the unenviable, heartbreaking task of “no coding” my terminally ill, wasting away in an ICU father, who’d left no advanced directives.
A half hour later, as we were exiting the hospital and heading for the parking lot… just as I was letting go in my head and heart… conceding that my father’s fate was now in Our Father’s hands… that’s when the sun suddenly broke free of the clouds. I’ve always considered that rainbow the literal and figurative sign from above, that my father’s storm was now over. He died two days later.
Back in the here and now, against the backdrop of our ongoing global crisis, there’s nary an end to a daylight rainstorm that doesn’t divert my eyes upward, ISO that arching refracted sunlight. So far, that rainbow has been elusive. But I do intend to keep on searching… and I hope you do, too.
Till that happens, Kacey Musgraves’ performance of Rainbow… the song she composed along with Shane L McAnally and Natalie Hemby… will offer up some emotional support for you and me.
Beyond that, there is a special coda to her song / my story. Kacey had been a six weeks old newborn back in 1988, the very same year that rainbow had appeared, right on cue, over that hospital parking lot. Who’d have thought her singing about a rainbow, today, would serve as a bookend to that bygone event. But enough about me.
May her promised Rainbow help us weather the storm… keep our hopes alive for the brighter times ahead.
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